أبو - عيش يا قلبي

اهـــــــــه بستغرب انك جتلى و قلبك قرب قال محتجلى غسبن عنى اتعوت ان انت تملى تحاول تهرب ..
اهـــــــــه بستغرب انك جتلى و قلبك قرب قال محتجلى غسبن عنى اتعوت ان انت تملى تحاول تهرب..
ده انا قربت انسا انى بحبك وانى معاك ده انا قدامك جمبك لكن مش هملاك انا مطره اقولك انى خلاص هنسااااااك 
متهيئلى البعد اكيد مش هيكون اصعب ...بستغرب ...
كنت ديما ببئه جمبك وقت جرحك كنت بحلم تبقى جمبى وقت ضعفى لو بئيدى حقيقى كنت اتمنى اسمحاك بس يظهر ان حبى حقيقى ممبقاش يكفى
ده انا قربت انسا انى بحبك وانى معاك ده انا قدامك جمبك لكن مش هملاك انا مطره اقولك انى خلاص هنساك متهيئلى البعد اكيد مش هيكون اصعب
...بستغرب ...


Nesma Mahgoub .Bast8rab | نسمه محجوب بستغرب

‫عيش - خالد سليم‬

At a neon-blurred street corner,
Shadows sway to an unseen rhythm.
Through the dim waves of fading light,
We dive in and start to swim.
Hey, I love New York.
On the wall of an abandoned ruin,
A warped heart painted in graffiti.
Under a veil of a night no one sees,
Its secret colors start to bleed.
Hey, I love New York.
The needle keeps time like a metronome,
A broken tape hums its worn-out tune.
Even if I cover my ears,
This heartbeat won’t be stopped.
Hey, I love New York.
Flowers of the underground
Bloom through cracks in concrete.
Unnoticed by anyone,
They sway in the wind before dawn—
Spreading their vibrant wings,
Leaping beyond an unseen cage.
Hey, I love New York.
A silhouette flickers on the screen,
Beyond a mirror warped and trembling.
The warmth of quiet resistance
Remains on my fingertips.
Hey, I love New York.
Frequencies buried in static,
Scattered pieces I gather up.
Like a puzzle rearranged anew,
A fresh song begins to be born.
Hey, I love New York.
The needle keeps time like a metronome,
A broken tape hums its worn-out tune.
Even if I cover my ears,
This heartbeat won’t be stopped.
Hey, I love New York.
Flowers of the underground
Bloom through cracks in concrete.
Unnoticed by anyone,
They sway in the wind before dawn—
Spreading their vibrant wings,
Leaping beyond an unseen cage.
Hey, I love New York.
The clock’s hands spin backward,
In a whirlpool swallowing the past.
What I grasp is a fleeting light,
Yet still, I keep on walking.
Hey, I love New York.
At a neon-blurred street corner,
Shadows melt into the break of dawn.
Through the dim waves of fading light,
We keep on swimming through.
Hey, hey— I love New York.

حكاية واحدة- دنيا سمير غانم - من فيلم هيبتا

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